Spirit Dancer

Her long straight hair covered her slender back..it glistened in the morning sun like shiney shellac..bleached blonde from the splendid seaside air as she galloped like a ghost’s silhouette on her mare
Her horse was an inky black as the ace of spades as he trotted through the marshes amidst the everglades.. then across the grassy dunes kicking up the sand.. when she slightly kicked in her heels he cantered on the land..She inhaled the salty seaside air soaking up the ambience from the beauty everywhere..This was the spot that she loved the most down by the ebb and flow of the sandy coast
And saddled on ‘Spirit Dancer’ was what she enjoyed doing best as she sped through the surfy sea she put him through his test..but he raced like a rocket in the early sunlight..never stopping for a second in her determined delight..Two very different species in love with each other as they shared that special bond like a daughter to her Mother
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Jill I love the ending on this poem
I don't have much contact with animals nor rode a horse so my experience is limited but to be with nature and its animals must be the best thing ever, so free, alive and good for ones health. Great write. Px
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Oooooh... Beautiful, Jill! I had the pleasure of riding along the sands of Perranporth beach in Cornwall a couple of years ago. It was awesome and your poem brought back the memories instantly. Galloping across the beach gets rid of all the "cobwebs". x
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